This year for Lent I have given up shopping. This may in fact be the hardest year yet.
Wish me luck!
Monday, February 27, 2012
When You Are A Grown-up
When you are a grown-up you can eat the ice cream cone while you wait in line for your salad.
Yup. Perfection.
Yup. Perfection.
Formula For Happiness
Last week was crap but I got through it and I feel like I need to write out the things that helped so that I know them for the future.
*Hugs from Kenzie -- hands down this kid can make me feel better in just a few seconds. On Thursday I called my sister and asked if I could come over and borrow hugs from Kenzie for a few minutes. I don't know what Becky said to her and/or what you can say to a 2 year old but that kid knew EXACTLY what I needed and hugged and kissed me for the whole time I was there.
*Donuts from Hill's Bakery -- in particular the bacon maple bar. Oh, my gosh, pure nasty heaven!
*Talking it out with friends -- I'm super lucky and have amazing people in my life who would do anything for me. I didn't actually realize what *anything* meant until Saturday night when they tried to kick his ass. But generally I have wonderful friends who are incredible listeners and have helped me be the best version of myself.
*A Peaceful Home -- last week when things were pretty rough I remember walking into my living room and looking around and realizing how completely happy I was with where I live. I love my house. I love the way it is put together and it has such a peaceful feeling. I love being at home and never get antsy to get out of there. Note: I didn't even get dressed until the last possible second on Saturday and Sunday. That's how happy I was to be in my home.
*A Perfect Life -- a few weeks ago one of my colleagues who I call Elder asked me what I was doing over the weekend and I told him and he said, "Wow, you have a perfect life."
Yes, I have a perfect life and even though sometimes things are hard my life is pure wonderfulness with ice cream sprinkles and a cherry on top. Or rainbows and bunnies. Which ever works for you.
*Hugs from Kenzie -- hands down this kid can make me feel better in just a few seconds. On Thursday I called my sister and asked if I could come over and borrow hugs from Kenzie for a few minutes. I don't know what Becky said to her and/or what you can say to a 2 year old but that kid knew EXACTLY what I needed and hugged and kissed me for the whole time I was there.
*Donuts from Hill's Bakery -- in particular the bacon maple bar. Oh, my gosh, pure nasty heaven!
*Talking it out with friends -- I'm super lucky and have amazing people in my life who would do anything for me. I didn't actually realize what *anything* meant until Saturday night when they tried to kick his ass. But generally I have wonderful friends who are incredible listeners and have helped me be the best version of myself.
*A Peaceful Home -- last week when things were pretty rough I remember walking into my living room and looking around and realizing how completely happy I was with where I live. I love my house. I love the way it is put together and it has such a peaceful feeling. I love being at home and never get antsy to get out of there. Note: I didn't even get dressed until the last possible second on Saturday and Sunday. That's how happy I was to be in my home.
*A Perfect Life -- a few weeks ago one of my colleagues who I call Elder asked me what I was doing over the weekend and I told him and he said, "Wow, you have a perfect life."
Yes, I have a perfect life and even though sometimes things are hard my life is pure wonderfulness with ice cream sprinkles and a cherry on top. Or rainbows and bunnies. Which ever works for you.
I Trust You
I Love You.
I Hate You.
Those are very powerful words but not nearly as critical to me as these simple words:
Simple, eh? Yeah, not for me. Trust is a very big deal for me and to be truthful I don't trust that many people. I've been burned. A lot. In the last few years I've learned that if I don't let down the walls a little bit and if I don't let people in I can't grow. I can't live. I can't be happy. I want to grow. I want to live and I definitely want to be happy. One of the biggest ways to do this is to learn to trust people. Unfortunately, sometimes even the people you love and trust the most can betray you the most and hurt you the worst. Recently, someone that falls into that category hurt me really badly. And I was sad. Really sad. And hurt. Really hurt. It's been 6 days and although I'm still sad and hurt I'm only a little sad and a little hurt. I have been honest with this person and told them how much they hurt me and now I can move on. Control the controllable. It is the only thing I can control. I can't control others but I can *mostly* control the way in which I react and I choose to move past this and move on with my life. I choose to be happy. Not stupid and not naive but happy and at peace.
I Hate You.
Those are very powerful words but not nearly as critical to me as these simple words:
I Trust You
Simple, eh? Yeah, not for me. Trust is a very big deal for me and to be truthful I don't trust that many people. I've been burned. A lot. In the last few years I've learned that if I don't let down the walls a little bit and if I don't let people in I can't grow. I can't live. I can't be happy. I want to grow. I want to live and I definitely want to be happy. One of the biggest ways to do this is to learn to trust people. Unfortunately, sometimes even the people you love and trust the most can betray you the most and hurt you the worst. Recently, someone that falls into that category hurt me really badly. And I was sad. Really sad. And hurt. Really hurt. It's been 6 days and although I'm still sad and hurt I'm only a little sad and a little hurt. I have been honest with this person and told them how much they hurt me and now I can move on. Control the controllable. It is the only thing I can control. I can't control others but I can *mostly* control the way in which I react and I choose to move past this and move on with my life. I choose to be happy. Not stupid and not naive but happy and at peace.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Happy V. day!
I survived!
It wasn't that bad. I had a busier day than I've had in a while today at work. It helped distract from the constant flower deliveries, etc. Also my mom brought me flowers, took me to lunch and gave me a lovely gift.
Tonight my plan was to clean up a bit, catch up on some stuff and mostly catch up on some TV. That got derailed tonight when a tree fell on our power line. Oy!
I had no idea how cold or dark it could be down here without lights. Hurry up Mr. Power Man, Parenthood is on soon and I need a Mr. Cyr fix. No, I deserve a Mr. Cyr fix.
Happy V. Day to all the couples in the world.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
It wasn't that bad. I had a busier day than I've had in a while today at work. It helped distract from the constant flower deliveries, etc. Also my mom brought me flowers, took me to lunch and gave me a lovely gift.
Tonight my plan was to clean up a bit, catch up on some stuff and mostly catch up on some TV. That got derailed tonight when a tree fell on our power line. Oy!
I had no idea how cold or dark it could be down here without lights. Hurry up Mr. Power Man, Parenthood is on soon and I need a Mr. Cyr fix. No, I deserve a Mr. Cyr fix.
Happy V. Day to all the couples in the world.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad
Monday, February 13, 2012
Anatomy of a Bad Day
No Monday ever starts out okay when I've spent the entire day alone on Sunday.
Nothing happened today to put me in a bad mood. No one was mean to me. No one cut me off in traffic. No clients yelled at me. On paper today was a great day: lunch with two of my Favoritest people on the planet, a Valentine from my best friend (and her kids) AND I got to see my favorite niece and nephew. Yet, I can't get it together to stop the tears from flowing down my face.
I fought the mood all day but at 3:45 I told my boss I had to leave and I came home. Old school me would cancel plans for tonight and huddle in a blanket with a book to ride out the bad feelings but new me is going to get my shit together and go watch The Bach with my friends. New me has to win at some point, right?
Nothing happened today to put me in a bad mood. No one was mean to me. No one cut me off in traffic. No clients yelled at me. On paper today was a great day: lunch with two of my Favoritest people on the planet, a Valentine from my best friend (and her kids) AND I got to see my favorite niece and nephew. Yet, I can't get it together to stop the tears from flowing down my face.
I fought the mood all day but at 3:45 I told my boss I had to leave and I came home. Old school me would cancel plans for tonight and huddle in a blanket with a book to ride out the bad feelings but new me is going to get my shit together and go watch The Bach with my friends. New me has to win at some point, right?
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Not Even a Nickelback...
Quote of the Year --
Watching a preview for a movie that I would poke my eyes out if I had to actually go and see RHC made the following comment:
Not even a Nickelback song could make this preview worse.
Amen!
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